What we do on the weekends

Puree stuff for Graham to eat (Well, I do it; Jen hasn't come near a blending-device since "The Incident").

Here, he tries peas.



Give G a place to worm around. Since he can only move backwards, and that only really inefficiently, we've taken to letting him monkey around on us.



Look out the window. Birds and dogs and kids live next door.



Just, you know, relax.



Also: we grow teeth. There's a second tooth (barely) visible now, right next to the first. I'll miss his gummy smile!